I do not ask you to adopt any faith of mine. But as you would do good
work in your generation, I ask of you to give yourselves no peace till
you have answered these questions, each one for himself, in the very
secret recesses of his heart, “Do I, does my race, want a head? Can we
be satisfied with any less than a Son of man and a Son of God? Is this
Christ, who has been so long worshipped in England, He?”
If you can answer, though with faltering lips, “Yes, this is He,” I
care very little what else you accept, all else that is necessary or
good for you will come in due time, if once he has the guidance of you.